BigNorm
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This is a sequel from a story by Anna & Heather over in the TMF. you can go there to find it if this story leaves you somewhat clueless. i'll post part 2 of this tommorrow since its 1:00 am here and bed time for me. let me know if you like it or not.....When spells go wrong (Piper's Revenge) a Charmed tickle story
She looked up at the blanks white ceiling. Piper Haliwell lay in bed thinking of a way to get back her sisters which just 2 hours earlier, had seriously tickle tortured her.
She refused to return the tickle punishment claiming she was too tired, and she took a shower and went to bed. She had it. They were having some problems with a stubborn Charlistle - a half women
half white owl, which preyed on elderly people, and couldn't find the right spell to vanquish the beast. She grinned at her somewhat evil plan. Hey you learn a few tricks when you fight demons most of your life.
After getting ready for the day, which was a sunny Saturday, they had planned to make the potion, vanquish the demon, all in time to go to the circus with the kids in the afternoon. They all met in the attic
and surrounded the book of shadows. " I stayed up for a few hours looking for a vanquishing potion for that feather lady, last night." stated Piper "Ya know i'm really sorry for having a little fun with you last night." said Phoebe
"Same here, didn't mean for it to be so intense" apologized Paige "I was surprised, i didn't know you were such a good tickler, Paige." commented Prue. "Well what can i say? You learn stuff when you surf the internet." answered Paige
"With that behind us, lets begin. This potion calls for ...... ooh..... 50 white owl feathers, Phoebe, looks like you got some shopping to do after this one. And 2 toadstool mushrooms, some Hermestes Weed, and the hair of 3 White Lighters.
Ok, here's the dagger, shed 'em ladies." said Piper. "Hey why don't you donate some?" asked Prue. "Probably because i spent 3 hours looking for this spell" said Piper. "Oh poo! And i just went to the stylist yesterday" complained Phoebe
After everything was added into the pot, Piper handed the spell to Paige for her to recite it. "Why do i hafta say it?" whined Paige. "Because you haven't been doing this all your life, and practice never hurts" answered Piper. "Sigh, ok. mmmmmm....
thats funny, what a wierd sounding spell, anyway here it goes.... When Whitelighters are in a pickle, this spell you shall use for your foe's soles to tickle" chanted Paige. Prue and Phoebe's eye went wide, but before they could speak a word, all
of their clothes disapeared in an instant and the 50 feathers rose from the pot like Lazarus and attacked the 3 helpless white witches....... TO BE CONTINUED........
She looked up at the blanks white ceiling. Piper Haliwell lay in bed thinking of a way to get back her sisters which just 2 hours earlier, had seriously tickle tortured her.
She refused to return the tickle punishment claiming she was too tired, and she took a shower and went to bed. She had it. They were having some problems with a stubborn Charlistle - a half women
half white owl, which preyed on elderly people, and couldn't find the right spell to vanquish the beast. She grinned at her somewhat evil plan. Hey you learn a few tricks when you fight demons most of your life.
After getting ready for the day, which was a sunny Saturday, they had planned to make the potion, vanquish the demon, all in time to go to the circus with the kids in the afternoon. They all met in the attic
and surrounded the book of shadows. " I stayed up for a few hours looking for a vanquishing potion for that feather lady, last night." stated Piper "Ya know i'm really sorry for having a little fun with you last night." said Phoebe
"Same here, didn't mean for it to be so intense" apologized Paige "I was surprised, i didn't know you were such a good tickler, Paige." commented Prue. "Well what can i say? You learn stuff when you surf the internet." answered Paige
"With that behind us, lets begin. This potion calls for ...... ooh..... 50 white owl feathers, Phoebe, looks like you got some shopping to do after this one. And 2 toadstool mushrooms, some Hermestes Weed, and the hair of 3 White Lighters.
Ok, here's the dagger, shed 'em ladies." said Piper. "Hey why don't you donate some?" asked Prue. "Probably because i spent 3 hours looking for this spell" said Piper. "Oh poo! And i just went to the stylist yesterday" complained Phoebe
After everything was added into the pot, Piper handed the spell to Paige for her to recite it. "Why do i hafta say it?" whined Paige. "Because you haven't been doing this all your life, and practice never hurts" answered Piper. "Sigh, ok. mmmmmm....
thats funny, what a wierd sounding spell, anyway here it goes.... When Whitelighters are in a pickle, this spell you shall use for your foe's soles to tickle" chanted Paige. Prue and Phoebe's eye went wide, but before they could speak a word, all
of their clothes disapeared in an instant and the 50 feathers rose from the pot like Lazarus and attacked the 3 helpless white witches....... TO BE CONTINUED........
